Hateful Lies.

In this small bad world.
It seems it is easier.
To hate.
Than it is.
To love.
And it is.
Easier to blame.
Someone else.
Than it is.
To own up and be a man or woman and be truthful.
Hell on earth.
Comes to my.
Open thinking mind.
I hate you.
Honest it wasn’t me.
It was him.
Or.
It was her.
Christ this place.
Is becoming hard to bare.